Eliana was determined to know the truth today.

Ignoring everyone else around her, she went straight to Maurice and began unbuttoning his shirt without saying anything.

She had made up her mind that she would undress this man today no matter what.

Unexpectedly, Maurice just stood there with a complicated look on his face and did nothing. He just allowed Eliana to do what she wanted.

After opening Maurice’s shirt, Eliana beheld an old jagged scar on his chest.

She was right. Maurice had the same scar as Preston.

But… how could it be possible?

Eliana quickly raised her hand to cover the lower half of Maurice’s face. Then, she looked into his eyes.

His bright eyes were also the same as Preston’s.

Eliana withdrew her hand and slumped her shoulders. She took two steps back. Her knees turned to jelly, and she almost fell to the floor.

She didn’t know how she looked now, but she was sure that she was unhappy.

Maurice didn’t want Eliana to be like this. He tried to hold her hand but forgot that his arm hadn’t recovered yet. As soon as he moved, he felt a sharp pain in his left arm.

“Ouch!” Maurice couldn’t help gasping in pain.

and Preston had

Everything was clear now.

and the gigolo, were

need to ask. The man in front of her had been fooling her since

preparing herself for this, but

dual identities had just been exposed, who

turned out, her affection had been wandering between the

to feel hesitant, uncomfortable, and

Maurice make her

now, she still couldn’t help feeling

person

years ago was so chaotic that she hadn’t known the truth until

as if he had already

known for a long time that

on people

still thinking

Eliana had slept with a gigolo, you would’ve minded it.”

did it still

was so angry that she produced a bitter smile.

so arrogant? It was an undeniable fact that she had slept with a man of ill repute. Didn’t she feel

she already knew who

Could it be…

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